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ACROSS THE GREAT DIVIDE Album : The Band) (J.R. Robertson) The Band - 1970 Standin by your window in pain, A pistol in your hand, And I beg you, dear Molly, girl, Try and understand your man the best you can. Across The Great Divide, Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride, And bring your children down to the river side. I had a goal in my younger days, I nearly wrote my will But I changed my mind for the better, I'm at the still, had my fill and I'm fit to kill Pinball machine, and a queen, I nearly took a bust Tried to keep my hands to myself, Ya say it's a must, but who can ya trust? Harvest moon shinin' down from the sky, A weary sign for all I'm gonna leave this one horse town, Had t' stall till the fall, now I'm gonna crawl! Now Molly dear, don't ya shed a tear Your time will surely come, you'll feed your man chicken ev'ry Sunday, Now tell me, hon, what-cha done with the gun Across The Great Divide, Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride, And bring your children down to the river side.

    


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